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“Alyssa, what the hell?” He went down hard.

“That’s for cheating on my Mama.” Thwack, thwack. I gave him a couple more for good measure. “Where’s that bitch you married?” The homewrecking skank came running when she heard the screams and caught one across the chest. “Alyssa, stop. Are you crazy?” Dad was trying to get up off the floor, so I laid one across his neck and shoulder for good measure.

The bitch’s daughter, the one that my father traded me in for that wasn’t even his, came running. Now, she was just a child when that whole thing went down, and so was I, so I slapped her face with my hand because fair is fair. “That’s for always gloating that my Daddy raised you.”

When she looked froggy, I just leveled my bat at her, and she had the good sense to step back. “Stay outta my way before I snatch you, bald bitch!” She thinks she’s Miss. Dairy Queen, so I know that would keep her ass outta my way.

I turned to my Dad next, who was trying to crawl to his bitch. “Bastard, because of you, other assholes in this town think it’s okay to trample all over me.”

“What do you mean? What’re you talking about? What did Denny do?”

I don’t know how he had time to talk when those two were caterwauling like scalded kittens. “Shut up, both of you, or you’ll get it again.” I pointed my bat in their direction and they had the good sense to pipe down.

“I don’t understand; what does this have to do with us?” I lowered my face to his.

“You were the first man to break my heart. I thought it only fair to start with you.”

His bitch Helen started screaming about calling the cops.

“You can do that. I’ll spend two weeks in the psych ward, then get out and beat your ass again. I want you out of my county, out of my town, out of my state. If you’re here within a week, I’m gonna beat your ass every time I see you. You and your fucking spawn.”

Since I had done all I came to do, I turned and left their house because I kinda think I had overstayed my welcome. I wasn’t worried about the cops; my Daddy had too much guilt to do that shit. And he certainly did not want me to burn down his house with him in it.

BRIAN

“Iknew we shouldn’t have left her alone.”

“We know Bri, you’ve told us a million times, now drive, hurry.” The women were in the car behind us, driving like a bat outta hell. We’d barely made it back to my place to conference when Dad called, sounding like he was halfway to dead.

All I could hear was the screaming in the background and something about Alyssa, and I just knew. My little sister has two modes: stop and go. When she does that calm, quiet shit, it’s never good. I knew this and still let her talk me into leaving her alone.

I’d failed as her eldest brother. She was gone by the time we got there, and as much as I needed to assess the situation here, I was more interested in going after my sister. But I knew I had to control whatever was going on in that house, or shit would go sideways fast. At least they were still breathing.

We hopped out of the car and walked into the house where Dad and his wife of fifteen years were sitting on the couch with ice packs. “What happened?”

“Your sister has lost her damn mind is what.”

“Dad?” I haven’t spoken to his side-piece turned wife in all the years I’ve known her, and I wasn’t about to start now.

“Alyssa attacked us. What the hell is going on?”

“She caught Denny cheating; you know how she feels about cheating and cheaters.” Dad looked hurt, but what the fuck did he expect?

“Does anyone need medical assistance?” My wife asked.

“We need the police.” Helen chimed in again.

“Dad, you gonna call the cops on my sister? Think long and hard before you answer.” First of all, this was the first time we’d been in his house in years. Once Alyssa turned eighteen and the courts no longer had a say, we stopped and that was a good five years now.

Us brothers kept coming even when we were older because there was no way we were going to leave her here with that woman and his daughter, who was just as bad as she was even as a kid. Helen hated it, especially when we got older and didn’t need to be here, because we never spoke a word to her, never ate anything she made, and made sure Alyssa got to spend one-on-one time with Dad.

Something we knew wouldn’t have happened without us here because Helen and her daughter are jealous hags who didn’t want to share Dad with any of us, but especially Alyssa, who had always been his little Princess. They both have a grudge against us because we never accepted either of them and refused when Helen insisted we treat her kid the way we treated our sister.

Since she was the youngest when this all happened, we did our best to shield her as much as we could and picked up the slack where Dad was supposed to be, for both her and Mom. I was already in my first year of college when all hell broke loose, but Mom had insisted I stay, and it was the longest four months of my life.

I lost all respect for my Dad that day. He knows it, and so does everyone else. My siblings follow my lead as the oldest, so you can imagine how that went. But little Alyssa, along with Mom, took it the hardest. That little girl cried herself to sleep every night for a whole year, and poor Mom didn’t have time to grieve since she had three kids at home to raise.

Mom was the one who begged us not to cut our Dad off completely, but we couldn’t stomach him, and his wife doesn’t let him go anywhere without her, so that kind of took care of that for us. “Well, Dad! Are you going to call the cops?”

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